this is my place, filled with things I love

hoooooome

Back from Chicago. I love Chicago. Really, I love that city. Like whoa.

My favorite part (aside from the lovely friends I hung out with) was Frank Lloyd Wright’s Robie House, on the University of Chicago campus. Specifically, the living room:

A mere photo cannot capture the awesomeness that is this room. (I did not take this picture as that is against the rules.) But basically I want to go back with a sleeping bag and never leave. I think I actually reached the apex of joy in the moments I stood in that room; it’s all downhill from here.

Also I had Chicago-style pizza which—like, really? Why is that not the standard?